While in the children's department of the local bookstore, I learned of the word hemispherectomy.

I accidentally made a book out to Never.

I bought tickets again today for Evil Dead: The Musical, which will make this weekend the 4th time switchamacallit and I have gone since October.

Sometimes when a zombie movies is almost good, that almost makes it worse. 

My daughter got a DSiXL for Christmas and has downloaded Plants vs. Zombies, and now we can't stop singing the song.

I got as far as Safe Haven, but then they were all "oh shucks, grid's down, help get us some gas and a generator please, and watch out for that horde" and the next thing you know I have some red on me.

I think but I don't know but I'm starting to feel like I've got a brain problem situation on my hands.

"Not now, Cato!" is not a statement, but it is how I feel about my brain right now.

"I love you so much that I'll preserve your brain forever in a tube wrapped in chocolate."

"FUCK THIS CLOWN" is not a statement.